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No, six dollars, boys!" He brought out the last words in the ringing voice of one making a generous sacrifice, and Terry smiled behind his mask. Lewison passed on again. Forcing all his nerve power into the faculty of listening, Terry could tell by the crunching of the sand how the owner of the safe went far from the window and turned again toward it.
"The sour old grouch," affirmed Phil Marvin. "Sure, we know him." "I know him, too," said Sandy. "I worked for the tenderfoot that he skinned out of the ranch. And then I worked for Lewison. If they's anything good about Lewison, you'd need a spyglass to find it, and then it wouldn't be fit to see.
His left arm carried the crushing burden of the canvas sacks in his right hand was the gun but no form showed behind him. But there were voices beginning. The yells of Lewison had struck out echoes up and down the street. Terry could hear shouts begin inside houses in answer, and bark out with sudden clearness as a door or a window was opened.
Terry flattened himself against the wall and jerked up his gun a warning flash which seemed to be reflected by the glint in the eyes of the red- headed man facing him. The latter turned slowly to the window. "Oh, we're all right," he drawled. "Kind of getting wearying, this watch." "Mind you," crackled the uncertain voice of Lewison, "five dollars if you keep on the job till morning.
At that the dealer bowed, took up his hat from the table, and prepared to depart. Lewison opened the door and stood aside. "Good morning, gentlemen," said Meyerstein. As Lewison was about to follow him "Since you do not intend to open the box," he said, turning, his hand upon the door knob, "have you any idea of its contents?"
It was a long and painful process, for at any moment a button might catch or his gun scrape and the least whisper would ruin everything. At length, he hung from his arms at full length. Glancing down, he faintly saw Lewison turn at the end of his beat. Why did not the fool look up?
Then she had a sudden dismayed recollection. "My shoes," she exclaimed. "I left them in the boat." "Well, I never," said Mary. "You're the most thoughtless kid I ever saw. You'll have to ask Hazel Lewison to lend you a pair of shoes." "I won't." cried Rilla, who didn't like the said Hazel. "I'll go barefoot first." Mary shrugged her shoulders. "Just as you like. Pride must suffer pain.
Her father, a local government official in a western town, a small-minded domestic tyrant, ruined by long years of whisky-nipping between meals; her only brother, profligate and spendthrift, of whose present modes of life the less said the better; her brother-in-law, Henry Lewison, the man whom, in her callow, ignorant youth, she was once to have married, before her younger sister supplanted her a canting hypocrite, who would spend his day in devising petty torments for his wife, and begin and end it with family prayers: these types, in a brooding and self-centred mind, had gradually come to stand for the whole male race.
It was no crime to Terry Hollis, but a great and delightful game. Suddenly he regretted the very presence of Denver Pete. He wanted to be alone with this adventure, match his cunning and his strength against whoever guarded the money of old Lewison, the miser. "Stay here," he whispered in the ear of Denver. "Keep quiet. I'm going to slip over there and see what's what. Be patient.
When opened at Christie's it proved to contain jewels and other valuables. It was a curious case, wasn't it, Lewison?" turning to his clerk. "Very," agreed the other absently; then "Have you endeavored to open this box, Mr. Smith?" Nayland Smith shook his head grimly. "From its weight," said Meyerstein, "I am inclined to think that the contents might prove of interest.
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